He overlooked it in his haste to tell the glorious tidings.
"Great news, boys," he cried, "I have brought at last a mother for you all." Still no sound, except a little thud from Tootles as he dropped on his knees.
"Have you not seen her ?" asked Peter, becoming troubled.

"She flew this way." "Ah me!" once voice said, and another said, "Oh, mournful day." Tootles rose.

"Peter," he said quietly, "I will show her to you," and when the others would still have hidden her he said, "Back, twins, let Peter see." So they all stood back, and let him see, and after he had looked for a little time he did not know what to do next.
"She is dead," he said uncomfortably.

"Perhaps she is frightened at being dead." He thought of hopping off in a comic sort of way till he was out of sight of her, and then never going near the spot any more.

They would all have been glad to follow if he had done this.
But there was the arrow.